<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:48:34.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-446177241380708700</id><published>2007-03-02T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T07:44:23.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Cold Indifference And The "What Happened"</title><content type='html'>So it's been like really really really long since I last blogged. And I mean seriously long. It's like 16 inches. Haha. Okay just ignore that part. So guess I'm going to like make up for it with one heck of a super humogous post that's probably gonna bore you after reading just five words. Seriously it might. Yeah so it's CNY. Woah that means this blog has been defunct for like one month plus?? Okay it doesn't seem that bad then. Yeah so for the like one month or so, alot of things happened. But seriously does anyone ever read the crap... I mean stuff write?? But I'm bored enough so ya. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay school so far isn't really that bad. Yeah homework's always been the same and ya I don't usually complete most of it. This year's supposed to be like the most important year and all and ya we gotta work hard to like do really well. But I'm like still slacking here. Man I gotta get off my ass and start doing something. Yeah that's right. I'm going to do something super mportant like... go get something to eat. Haha. Okay I got some biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya so Shah went through an emo(the subculture) phase but ya it didn't last long. Right? Ya I think so. Yeah so there's like a change of lineup for the band with the addition of Miko on bass. So like ya there were some funny response to the Miko playing. Yeah so we went jamming on it day. But ya at first to we went to City Hall for like some getting-things-last-minute-thingy. Ya. Okay so we went to the jamming room after like nearly 4 months, and opened the door.... *cue suspense music* and ya the room was like raided by a bunch of midgets (no offence) and we found out because of our detective skills that can actually be compared to L or it could be because of a note we found that said "Your room was raided by midgets!!!" Alright the whole thing had nothing to do with midgets but ya just that the room was really really messy when we came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so mainly it was just messing around and hearing Zikeng sing his own version of the ever popular hit Welcome To The Black Parade. Man I couldn't stop laughing. Yeah then like we were all waiting for the cokes in the fridge to get cold. Ya so like every few seconds someone will like open it and check. But like after the 53rd time we suddenly found out that Zikeng didn't turn the fridge on. So now we're at a probation period of like 3 months and after that if it turns bad we all go to the original lineup. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so like this entire thing like happened around 2 (or maybe it was 3) weeks ago and ya I'm only posting it now. Okay maybe I'll like blog summore to make this post even more humongous. So... there was like Amaths paper today. Didn't really study cause I think I was like semi conscious the whole night. Yeah after the paper we went to play soccer. But we only got to play for like a short while because of the rain. Yeah then when the rain started getting really heavy, we like all crammed into the like really small shelter at the basketball court. Okay I got nothing else so I think I'm just gonna post this thing up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-446177241380708700?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/446177241380708700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=446177241380708700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/446177241380708700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/446177241380708700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-cold-indifference.html' title='This Cold Indifference And The &quot;What Happened&quot;'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116843884955351728</id><published>2007-01-10T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T06:47:36.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Nightmare, Where Did You Get Them Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay it's like 2007 already. Yeah school's been like tiring so far. I mean what with all the walking up and down to classes and stuff like that. Ya so like the lessons so far aren't that bad. Yeah decided to get lockers to like lessen the load or something. I wonder if there's like space to put junk food or something. Man... being Sec 4 is like "What the hell, I'm Sec4 already?!" Yeah and we still haven't like completed the Fruit Salad Yummy Yummy thing. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so like today is Wednesday. Ya then after there's the whole locker give-the-form-and-pay-up-thing. Man there's like so many people there. Yeah then like queued with Randy. And like after a while Mr Hui appeared. Ya and he like gave us this number thingys. Then we had to like wait for our numbers to be called out. Ya so like had lunch in school with Shah and Randy. Yeah then I think today was clearing of stock day or something so we like got like alot of food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then while waiting we had nothing to do so we like just walked around. Ya then bought a drink from the vending machine. Then like a Sec 1 guy passed by and Shah like did the Fruit Salad thing. Man i spilled my drink cause I laughed. Ya I think we finally got our lockers at like 5 plus or something. Ya had some fun playing with the combination-padlock thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 6. Man i'm addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/askylitdrive"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a skylit drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue and my eye through the scope down the barrell of a gun.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me not to ever act this way again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116843884955351728?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116843884955351728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116843884955351728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116843884955351728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116843884955351728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-nightmare-where-did-you-get-them.html' title='Hey Nightmare, Where Did You Get Them Teeth'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116541380917609056</id><published>2006-12-06T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:56:34.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/560783/4dec%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay this looks like an album cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/402709/4dec%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us and Ms Lem. Man Ms Lem looks hot. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/786968/4dec%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chocolate.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/976289/4dec%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's orange. And that's Shah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/698639/4dec%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daryl. Man he looked like he was hosting the lunch reception. Ya so thats kinda why we called him "Host."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/622078/4dec%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it was a Winnie the Pooh balloon. Ya. Bears....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/347766/4dec%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woah! Irvin like did a "slam dunk".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/436565/4dec%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Irvin managed to sit on Hoop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/214360/4dec%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya we were like playing basketball even though there wasn't like any orange ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/652571/4dec%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shah and Hoop. Notice something on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/1600/747144/4dec%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/608128/4dec%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You Qin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/1600/653278/4dec%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/686574/4dec%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ya okay none of us could slam dunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/77589/4dec%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Whatsamatteryou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/868891/4dec%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's the jacuzzi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6495/756/320/809922/4dec%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was fun man except when our pants were like wet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so like thats all for the pics. Ya its kinda little. Okay here are like some vids of the basketball thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZLI4Tfz6gU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZLI4Tfz6gU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GVQtEg94BUE"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GVQtEg94BUE" width="350" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116541380917609056?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116541380917609056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116541380917609056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116541380917609056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116541380917609056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures.html' title='The Pictures'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116532507396170917</id><published>2006-12-05T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:03:37.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red's and Blue's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay I think it's like about time I update. I mean it's been like a month?? Yeah... So holidays so far is like abit ya boring. Except like when going out and all that. Haha ya. But like other than that I'm like at my "watching tv job" which like gets abit boring when there's nothing on. I think I'm like abit too clueless for my own good. Ya whatever that means. Okay that was just something "random".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway last Sunday was like Ms Lem's wedding. Think I'll like upload the pics tomorrow cause I like left my cam in Qin's bag so ya. So we like met up at J8 to get Ms Lem her like wedding gift. Ya then like while waiting for the rest, we went to like Seiyu and like went to the TOYS section. There was this like cool keyboard and it works. So ya played around there a while. Oh ya then there was like this magic wand or whatever that thing was. Yeah then we like pretended to be Harry Potter or something. Lol. Then after that took the long train ride to Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the wedding (or was it more of like lunch reception??) was fun. I mean took pictures and all that. Then there was free food (I know it's hard to believe but it's free), chilling out at the poolside and like playing basketball without a ball. Imagine that haha. Oh ya then we like went to the toilet. And there it was. A hot tub. I mean how cool is that. Ya so without further a do, we like went to just dip our feet in the tub and it was like those type of mafia guys sitting around a hot tub talking about serious stuff. Yeah then Ms Lem came out and we were like WHOA! Haha ya it's like you couldn't recognise it was her. Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so before we knew it (I mean really, ya.) the thing was like over. So we were like thinking about what to do. But I think was like abit lazy to like do anything much. I mean cause its like Sunday afternoon. Nap time man. Well, it could be also because we were like hopelessly broke. I think I had like just four bucks?? Ya and I had to top up my card. Yep, that bad. I think we like wanted to go to Vivo but in the end just went to J8 to like slack. Ya but like just me and Shah cause Qin I think was like all sleepy and all that. So like just went to Food Junction to like chill over teh tarik and coke. Ya then went home after that. Okay so that's all for Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She moves in her own way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116532507396170917?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116532507396170917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116532507396170917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116532507396170917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116532507396170917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/12/reds-and-blues.html' title='Red&apos;s and Blue&apos;s'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116334564897051066</id><published>2006-11-12T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T07:36:07.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drown The City II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it's like officially the holidays. Ya... the holidays. Yep the holidays. I mean there's no more extended lessons and stuff like that. Ya so there's like not alot to do at home. Been playing Marvel Ultimate Alliance to like keep myself occupied. Ya. Man my bro like already completed the whole game and I'm like still quite far. Okay Deadpool is like seriously cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/Marvel_UA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/Marvel_UA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look it's Spidey!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya so I think these past few weeks I kinda like watched quite alot of movies already. There's The Grudge 2, The Covenant, Flushed Away. Okay so maybe it's just 3. Think maybe I wanna watch Casino Royale next. Yeah I mean it's Bond.. James Bond. Ya. He like keeps on getting all the hot chics, the hot cars and he wears a tuxedo. Eragon looks cool too. I mean dragons and stuff. Ya. But I think like Murtagh looks way cooler than Eragon in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/405px-Eragon_Teaser_Poster_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/405px-Eragon_Teaser_Poster_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... Saphira is huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Think I'm gonna like try getting fat during this holidays. Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry it took me so long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116334564897051066?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116334564897051066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116334564897051066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116334564897051066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116334564897051066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/11/drown-city-ii.html' title='Drown The City II'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116248251306460372</id><published>2006-11-02T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T08:07:57.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extended</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so like it's the holiays (yeah man!). &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; there's still "extended lessons" (aww man...). Yeah so pretty much I still gotta wake up early to go to school. So like on Tuesday, we tried eating ramen. Yeah so like our ears were all like red and stuff. Seriously. After lunch, our wallets also seemed a little lighter which isn't a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/31102006125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/31102006125.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's just the soup but ya that &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; ramen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so Wednesday, there was like Amaths. Yeah then it's like I forgot everything about tan cos sin all that. So it was just staring at a blank paper. Yeah then my pencil case was kinda taken hostage so it didn't like made matters better. After school went to Pizza Hut. Managed to like slack there for two hours. I think the pizza people were like worried we couldn't pay or something and thought we were like stalling for time. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went to the new Mac near the library. We managed to slack there for another two hours again. Yeah then I went for NCC for the proficiency test cause I like didn't go last week. Went to watch DOA last week so ya couldn't make it. But it was worth it man. So the test wasn't that bad. At least it wasn't like a waste of time. Went home slacked around and then slept till like 9? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's neither clear nor descript.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116248251306460372?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116248251306460372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116248251306460372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116248251306460372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116248251306460372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/11/extended.html' title='Extended'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116144543583911584</id><published>2006-10-21T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T07:35:50.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Guess We're The "back-up" Band huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so we like won Talent Trek (Titty)'06. Man it was fun playing on stage. I hope we get like more gigs in the future. Yeah. Well, but first we gotta get a vocalist. Yeah so anyway, I almost like didn't wanna go to school on Friday. But I somehow dragged my ass all the way there. Ya so after assembly we kinda slacked backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so the performance was great. Especially the jump. The other finalists were great too. Had fun like hanging out with them backstage. Yeah so after that we like slept backstage. Okay so like this is when I kinda confirmed this I dunno really abnormal or really cool thing. Ya Shah told me that I slept with my eyes open. I mean like really open. Ya so this is really freaky. But come to think of it, it comes in handy during boring lessons in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NC and G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so Thursday was pupil release day. Went to jam with Gerald for the first time. Then we went to watch Death Note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/Death_Note_Movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/Death_Note_Movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the show mostly wasn't that bad. It was more of like slow paced. Yeah not that many action sequences. Maybe cause it's like just the introduction to the manga. Heard there was gonna be like a sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the dirty looks...&lt;br /&gt;The photographs your boyfriend took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116144543583911584?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116144543583911584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116144543583911584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116144543583911584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116144543583911584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-guess-were-back-up-band-huh.html' title='I Guess We&apos;re The &quot;back-up&quot; Band huh?'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116092456525638708</id><published>2006-10-15T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T08:11:36.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number Five With A Bullet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so this weekend wasn't as boring as I thought it was gonna be. So on Friday. I went to watch Talladega Nights: The Tale Of Ricky Bobby. Well we kinda missed the first few minutes. The movie was like an hour plus of laughing. I couldn't take the cougar part and when it's like he thought he was an fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So like at night, I kinda like had a donut craving. Yeah so like I went to the 7-11 at the mrt hoping for some donutty goodness. But like they didn't sell it anymore. So I was like "aww man...". Yeah then I remembered there was another 7-11 at Sembawang Mart. So like I went there and got some donuts. It was good. Okay so then like I kinda did something that I wouldn't like normally do. Yeah it could have been the donuts or something. But man I did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/13-10-06_2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/13-10-06_2211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah so like Saturday I did some volunteer work at the mosque. Okay you can close your mouths now. Yeah so it was something like a camp. Ya so at first I was like bored out of my mind but then I dunno things seemed to like get better? Yeah then I kinda like thought about alot of stuff after hearing what some of them like had to say. Then we like kinda did all those chores and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah then when I got back on Sunday, I was like half asleep. Ya then my parents said they wanted to go out to get some stuff for Hari Raya. Ya so I was home alone. I actually wanted to watch the new series of Power Rangers (cmon it really isn't that bad). Yeah so like i put my alarm to 10 but I kinda woke up at 6. Yeah so because of me my bro had to like wait outside for like close to an hour when he got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya then yesterday I did something I dunno rather dumb or irrational. Yeah so I like confessed. Honestly, I kinda expected it to like go the other way and then I'd be like feeling awkward and stuff. But thankfully it didn't. So like my friend there like asked why I was like smiling all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a nervous wreck... when it comes to this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116092456525638708?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116092456525638708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116092456525638708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116092456525638708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116092456525638708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/10/number-five-with-bullet.html' title='Number Five With A Bullet'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-116058785679877803</id><published>2006-10-12T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:47:27.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And These Tiresome Paper Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What it's already been a month? Cool... Okay so like the exams are over. Man I thought this'd never happen. I think I'm gonna do quite badly. Things slacking'll do to you. Yeah so like after the Bleach and FMA and Naruto phases I'm getting addicted to That '70s show. The show is like damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's like a day off from school. I woke up at like 2. Sleeping's good. It helps pass the time. And sometimes, you get some pretty interesting dreams. I think when I grow up, I wanna work in like an office with lots of coffee and donuts and oh ya a stapler too. Yeah donuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so like last Friday. I went to hangout with some 3 Grace people and Sheng Hui to like celebrate The Lantern Festival or something. Hey, how come there weren't any cool lanterns??(like Spiderman or Ultraman ones...) Yeah so anyway going there I kinda got lost. So I was like walking around in Sembawang at night with a bag of chips and badly needing to piss. Yeah so I did went to piss just not in a toilet. So I'm sorry if I badly affected someone's life because of that. But the sucky thing is I felt like pissing again. Don't worry this time I held it in. Okay let's get off the topic about pissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya so I finally found them. Then we just played some catching, talked about stupid stuff, took pics and oh ya the coke thing. Yeah well the coke thing was kinda cool. I didn't know mentos could do that. Okay so it's getting kinda late and there's like nothing more so ya I think I'm gonna turn in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's now or never...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-116058785679877803?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/116058785679877803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=116058785679877803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116058785679877803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/116058785679877803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-these-tiresome-paper-dreams.html' title='And These Tiresome Paper Dreams'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115763233234553180</id><published>2006-09-07T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T02:45:15.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Twice is Nice but Three Times is Just Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep it's Thursday already. Yeah so far the holidays was kinda boring. So yeah I'm just gonna like write(type.. whatever man) down what I did the past few days. Yeah so Tuesday was pretty much glueing myself to the television. Yeah I kinda made some kind of racecar bed thingy with the cushions so I can like just lie down while watching Nickelodeon. Fairly Oddparents and Spongebob. Yep they got me through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so Wednesday I was like I dunno in mid-sleep or something when Shah smsed asking if I wanna go out. Keng and Cherie(plus Weiliang, apparently he was the "guide") were already hitting it off on the streets so I kinda had to hurry. Yeah I reluctantly woke up. Shah'd know why. Lol. Okay I kinda forgot how to spell reluctantly or issit reluctanly. Yeah so I just like did this and that and this and that and then I ran out of the house. Ya so when I reached the MRT, my hair was like what the hell and it really looked like I just got out of bed. Except that it was still wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the MRT met up with Shah at Yio Chu Kang. I didn't wanna move cause I was standing at a considerably "good" spot. Yeah. So we went to The Army Market. They had tanks and everything. And plus hot mini skirts with camo design. If only there was some hot chic wearing them there promoting the store. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then we met up with Keng at Marina Square. Yeah so we got there by going through some stupid routes, going through the war memorial, cheating death and watching some big screen tv. Yeah then I didn't know why Shah didn't wanna eat the pizza but I kinda just helped myself to a slice. Then it was pretty much just slacking around and ya the incident at TIMES. I was really trying to make the impression that I didn't know you had to be 18 to buy it. Cmon lah. It's just 3 years. Yeah then we kinda watched this cool video about Legos at the Lego shop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then there was something that caught my attention. Throughout the whole time we were like scanning and ya it's like alot of the hot girls we saw were like carrying red crumplers. So I deduced that they only sell red crumplers to hot girls. Good job Crumpler people! Well I agree with Shah there are some exceptions due to the salesperson being either blackmailed or threatened. Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was off to Sweelee! Yeah I met my tuition friend there. Man we were like treating the place like a jamming studio trying out all the guitars and stuff. Man now I know why Shah's the lead guitarist. Go Keng go! Yeah so the bass that I wanted was like $900. It makes feel like getting a job. Yeah but it really was like fitting. Yeah fitting the size the everything. Except the colour but it can be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then we went to J8. I'm not really sure why maybe just to chill abit. Yep then we came across the Newsstand Uncle. See he doesn't care if you're underage. He understands. Lol. So at least I get to read something else besides comics. Yeah so here's the hottest picture in the mag. This is to all those underage boys that got turned down at 7-Eleven, TIMES or anywhere else. Enjoy. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/stance_cover.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/stance_cover.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then today I gotta go for a follow up check up for my head. Yeah so I was dragged out of bed early and went to Tan Tock Seng. Ok so it's like just talking to the doc. And that cost 21 bucks. That's it I wanna be a doctor when I grow up. Yeah so after that I went to cut my hair. Bye bye Beatles hairdo. I also changed my skin. Featuring The Academy Is... Yeah so that's kinda all of it. Oh man tomorrow there's Jim's extra lessons. But at least we get to go jamming and maybe redecorate the room with a new wallpaper. Namely pics from the mag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda Liao is hot....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115763233234553180?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115763233234553180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115763233234553180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115763233234553180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115763233234553180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-twice-is-nice-but-three-times-is.html' title='Yeah Twice is Nice but Three Times is Just Right'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115738388968668751</id><published>2006-09-04T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:36:09.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>experimental eating frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so today marked the start of September holidays. Yeah right. With all the homework and everything and Heymath (the "hey" makes it sound so happy. Like hey hey) every single day. Yeah then there's Jim's notes. Cmon man, it's like supposed to be a slack off week from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so today I kinda just slacked around at the pc (What?! There was NCC today?? Oh, well...). Tried to find a nice blogskin but well as you can see it didn't quite happen. Yeah so played a little CS. That game can really bore you easily. Yeah then I wondered if I should play maple but nahh. In the end it was the XBOX. Okay so I played a little X-Men and yeah soon got trashed by one of the bosses. Okay so for some reason or another or maybe just for fun, the power got turned off from 2 to 4 for "maintenance purposes". So that was kinda when the Eating Experiments began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I opened the fridge and the cabinet and took some food out. There were some potato chips, Mars bars, some curry puffs and cereal. Yeah so I tried to see which I could eat. Yeah the potato chips was okay. The Mars was great. I think I'm gonna eat one more now. Yeah the curry puffs, not bad. Okay the cereal kinda hurt but well who cares. Yeah so after that I was full and had to drag myself to the toilet to brush my teeth. Yep, there was alot of stuff stuck there. Yeah then I went to read comics till the power was back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I couldn't believe the Croc Hunter died. I mean it's as good as some big actor died. Well his shows gave me some fun trying to imitate the way he talked and stuff (Crikey, mate!). Yeah and I bet if I try imitating him in public now people will call it disrespect or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda still don't get how they can't recognise Superman when he wears his glasses. It's just the glasses. Or maybe it's cause of the curl. Yep it had to be the curl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115738388968668751?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115738388968668751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115738388968668751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115738388968668751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115738388968668751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/09/experimental-eating-frenzy.html' title='experimental eating frenzy'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115703199597864065</id><published>2006-08-31T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:04:33.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big tubbed mashed potatoes versus syrup-shooting hotcakes</title><content type='html'>Yeah so today was the Teach's Day celebrations. Yeah came early to school to do some science experiment. Ya then Zikeng like used one whole bottle. Yeah so it was raining so we had to go to the hall. Aces Day workout was okay. But we were like making our own stupid moves (the robot... the robot). Yeah then the Dance performance came. I'm glad I came to school today. Yeah so it was like "brilliantly" choreographed. Ya then like there was this part where this two girls were like dancing (more like shaking) next to each other. Oh man... Yeah so that was like the highlight of the day. How come there was no encore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then after school went to play lan with Shah, Qin, Zikeng, Miko, Yan, Randy, Mono, Perh, Spice (with a mohawk), Shenghui. Played CS. You shouldn't give Shah a gun. Seriously. No gun. Yeah so it was like BANG BANG. BANG BANG BANG BANG. There were like some parts,  20 secs and one of us will be like bleeding all over the floor. Yeah then we were all like laughing and crapping and all that. Yeah it was fun. Screw DOTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then after that went back to primary school a while but like the school was already closed. Yeah then I met up with my old friend Jason. So we like just slacked at mac. Ya then he talked about girl problems, gays in his school and stuff. Yeah then some stuff happened that didn't make the whole trip a waste. Yeah but I still acted like a geek so like maybe no difference. Man I've got no skills. Lol. So tomorrow's a holiday and I got like no idea what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err... it was kinda exposed to some radioactive chemicals and now its mutated."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115703199597864065?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115703199597864065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115703199597864065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115703199597864065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115703199597864065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/big-tubbed-mashed-potatoes-versus.html' title='big tubbed mashed potatoes versus syrup-shooting hotcakes'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115684709440093289</id><published>2006-08-29T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T03:24:54.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio-Friendly poppy stuff</title><content type='html'>Okay there was NCC on Friday. Holiday my ass. Ya had to become POOD(I know the name kinda sounds dumb). Ya then had to plan the training and all that. Overall it was okay except some lame mistakes that got my ass criticised. Ya then there was interview for the posts as well. Man I wanted to go jamming on that day too. So was like hopping the training ended early. But they kept dragging it. Yeah so during interview there was one part that almost made me cry. Seriously. Well luckily I didn't. But still that kinda feeling sucked. Yeah so in the end made Shah and the rest wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya so I went to put braces on Monday. Yeah decided to put blue. Well it didn't hurt as bad as expected. Ya so no more chewing gum, Mars bars and all that. Yeah then I can't even eat solid food now cause it kinda hurts. Yeah then chilled at home till around 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya had to go back to school for the X-Men auditions. Yeah so crapped in class while drinking coke and also played abit. Yeah Zikeng should really play his emo-spanish song to a girl. Ya so we played Swing Swing. Overall it wasn't that bad. Yeah Gerald was right. For this kinda thing we should play those radio-friendly poppy stuff. Yeah and it worked. Yep we got in. Yeah so we were being all depressed and disappointed for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to Orchard to get stuff for Thursday. I tried eating KFC. Okay it was bad. Real bad. Decided to stick to the mashed potatoes. Mashed chicken sounded disturbing. Yeah then I looked at the rest eating Zinger and all that. It was like..... Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody knows any radio-friendly poppy songs??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115684709440093289?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115684709440093289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115684709440093289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115684709440093289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115684709440093289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/radio-friendly-poppy-stuff.html' title='Radio-Friendly poppy stuff'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115615161203632566</id><published>2006-08-21T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:14:56.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches, Bloody Mouths And Lots of Stupidity</title><content type='html'>Okay so I went jamming on Saturday. Well usually while jamming there are certain accidents. For example Keng's guitar falling on Shah's toe. One of Qin's toms falling on Keng's head. Yeah stuff like that. So ya I was really stupid and dumb for doing what I did. And I think I'm not gonna do anymore stupid stuff like that. Even making stupid jokes anymore. My dad said I kinda spoiled you guys' mood to jam. Yeah so sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the hospital was okay except that it was really cold. The food wasn't bad(not like people believed it to be). But I missed Xiaolin Showdown. Man... Okay so I could go home on Sunday and straightaway I went home to sleep. Man the headaches sucked. It lasts for about 5 secs everytime but it still sucks. Yeah so when I got up I like looked at my room for awhile. And then I quickly ran to the toilet to puke. That sucked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so there were no more headaches today and the bump on my head like shrunked abit. Ya but the bruises and all that are still there. Yeah so I went to NDC yet again and today they extracted 2 teeth. Man I look like a rabbit now. Yeah then they put some metal stuff at the back of my teeth. Fortunately, they're tasteless. So guys Friday wanna jam again?? This time I drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I can't remember who some of you are when I go to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115615161203632566?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115615161203632566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115615161203632566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115615161203632566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115615161203632566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/headaches-bloody-mouths-and-lots-of.html' title='Headaches, Bloody Mouths And Lots of Stupidity'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115564808764205216</id><published>2006-08-15T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T06:21:27.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the boobie song</title><content type='html'>School was okay. Yeah pretty much the same thing. Man, I failed Physics. Okay so that's kinda it about school. Yeah today was good because we went jamming. It's been kinda long yeah and the auds are next week. So, why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then Miko, Shenghui, Yan and Weiliang also came along. I'm not really sure why. But they were just there. Yeah so in the beginning there was some tuning and burger eating going on. Then we played Swing Swing and Zikeng sang. Yeah it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then there we played it quite a few times. There was some cursing, laughing and joking going on. Yeah then Shah said let's write and emo song. Well we kinda did. But it wasn't emo. It was more of sick. Hey but at least we managed to write a full song. It didn't sound that bad too. I'm not sure whether I should put the lyrics here so I won't for the moment. Yeah then I kinda found out that you need to experience "something" in order to be able to write a song about that "something". Go figure. Yeah it's kinda unofficially titled The Boobie Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed our ass off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115564808764205216?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115564808764205216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115564808764205216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115564808764205216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115564808764205216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/boobie-song.html' title='the boobie song'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115554766414927610</id><published>2006-08-14T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T02:27:44.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What it's over??"</title><content type='html'>Okay so today I didn't have to go to school cause I gotta go for a dental appointment. Yeah it was good getting extra sleep while my bro had to go to school early in the morning. So I went to NDC then just chilled there. Okay so maybe I've developed some sort of phobia of extractions because I knew there was gonna be a big ass needle. I went to the toilet about 4 to 5 times before my number was called. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dentist injected my gums twice and yeah he pulled my tooth out. It was all over in about 5 seconds and I didn't feel a thing. Miracles of modern medicine. Well it was better than tying my teeth to a string and fastening it to a door knob and slamming the door shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah then I learned about my results. Well my Chem and Geog wasn't that good. I expected that much. But Amaths and Emaths went well. Yeah so I'm feeling pretty good about my results. Well, that's all gonna change when I see my SS and History papers. Maybe even Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's two more weeks and my teeth will be "indestructible"!!! You know... because of all the metal. Ok that was lame. Yeah I wonder what colour I'm gonna put. Maybe gold. Yeah gold like all those rappers. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115554766414927610?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115554766414927610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115554766414927610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115554766414927610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115554766414927610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-its-over.html' title='&quot;What it&apos;s over??&quot;'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115504472643522913</id><published>2006-08-08T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T06:47:58.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I have absolutely got no tact..."</title><content type='html'>Okay I've kinda realised I'm a loser and that I don't really notice what's going on around me. Unless a hot chic just walked pass cause that's a different case. Way different. Yeah ok back to the part where I'm a loser. I mean it's like ya today went to Cathay and that's how I came to this realisation. I have absolutely got no tact. Okay so maybe I'm thinking too much. Yeah I hope something up there made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to watch Click with Qin and Shenghui. I don't believe the jogging part went by that fast. I think they cut it or something. I'm just gonna be sure by downloading the movie. Man I wanna get a remote like that. It has certain ummm... benefits. Yeah the movie was funny. Adam Sandler. Ya so anyway I'm going to go on a quest to find that DUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay parade wasn't that bad. Ya throughout the whole thing I was like hoping for the speaker to talk as fast as he could. See this is kinda where having that remote comes in handy. The only thing that sucked was that we didn't get any pizza. Pizza pizza pizza. Yeah I just found out Miko saw something really *ahem "nice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow watching tokyo drift with Shah, Qin, Miko. Yeah, Tokyo. I'm pretty sure there's a scene with hot Japanese girls. Hot rides and Japanese girls. Yeah that makes a good combo for a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm already broke and it's only Tuesday. There's gotta be some kinda rat or badger or some kinda animal living somewhere in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sphincter says what?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115504472643522913?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115504472643522913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115504472643522913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115504472643522913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115504472643522913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-absolutely-got-no-tact.html' title='&quot;I have absolutely got no tact...&quot;'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115496383496784229</id><published>2006-08-07T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T08:19:40.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the dateless wonder and the unapproachable auras</title><content type='html'>I think I wanna go buy some comics. Yeah especially Spiderman ones. Ok so like the common test is over. Then we got back our MT results. Man I got like trashed by Randy. 94... what the hell. Yeah so service learning took all of my napping time away and we stayed till 7 plus. Yeah we were mostly slacking and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so anyway when I wanted to go home I accidentally kicked Shuhui while going downn the stairs. Okay I'm really sorry about that. So I went home feeling a little bad about that. So tomorrow's NDP and yeah there's parade and stuff. "woop dee doo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, web-swinging sounds like fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115496383496784229?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115496383496784229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115496383496784229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115496383496784229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115496383496784229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/dateless-wonder-and-unapproachable.html' title='the dateless wonder and the unapproachable auras'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115478048684086974</id><published>2006-08-05T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T05:21:26.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TURD SGT...</title><content type='html'>TURD SERGEANT. 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TURD SERGEANT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115478048684086974?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115478048684086974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115478048684086974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115478048684086974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115478048684086974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/08/turd-sgt_05.html' title='TURD SGT...'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115400468077754548</id><published>2006-07-27T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T05:52:00.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Automatic Guns for automatic boys, automatic toys for automatic girls</title><content type='html'>Okay so I went for a dental check up yesterday. Yeah I gotta skip some lessons. Triple maths man. Yeah so I'm gonna like get braces sometime next month which is kind of a drag. No more sweets. Argh. But the sucky thing is I gotta extract 3 teeths cause they're like baby teeths. So that's like gonna hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common test's next week and I'm still like slacking around and procrastinating. Man I gotta wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115400468077754548?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115400468077754548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115400468077754548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115400468077754548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115400468077754548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/07/automatic-guns-for-automatic-boys.html' title='Automatic Guns for automatic boys, automatic toys for automatic girls'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115271238588514225</id><published>2006-07-12T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T06:53:05.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>left and right...</title><content type='html'>Ok... I guess I gotta go to IMM. Argh it's so far away. Yeah so Plaza Sing was all sold out of IT. So me and Shah just went to BK to eat. Shah was pissed cause he got cheated off 30 cents. I would have been pissed too. 30 cents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so school hurts alot. I mean moving around in school hurts. Alot. Oh man there's SS and CF tmr. Plus maths test. I'm beginning to not want to go to school. Not that I wanted to before but now it's like really bad. Yeah bad. At least it's like 2 more days to the weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115271238588514225?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115271238588514225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115271238588514225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115271238588514225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115271238588514225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/07/left-and-right.html' title='left and right...'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115262939619033706</id><published>2006-07-11T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:14:54.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Left...</title><content type='html'>Okay so we had PE today. 2.4. That's like the worst thing there is in PE. Well there's salsa. Okay that's not the point. Yeah so we had 2.4 and well it wasn't that good. At least we bought ice milo on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I got back to class to look for my wallet to pay Daryl back. And it was gone man. What the hell. I almost pissed. Yeah so I had to thank Miko cause he like found it in the toilet and kinda hid it. Well at least I got it back or it would have been bye bye Zen V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so now there's something to look foward to at the end of school. Soccer. Yeah so we played again today but this time on the field cause some people already took the court and since it's not Maple we couldn't cc. It was fun man. Yeah Shenghui became the Barthez with hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to J8 with Yan and Qin. Argh they didn't have Zen V there so I decided to go tmr. Yeah so we just crapped at mac while looking at people(chics chics) walk pass.&lt;br /&gt;Got home before it rained bad and just dropped on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I gotta go to either Plaza Sing or IMM to get the Zen V. Damn it, why did it have to be so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115262939619033706?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115262939619033706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115262939619033706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115262939619033706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115262939619033706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/07/left.html' title='Left...'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115245762444386601</id><published>2006-07-09T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T08:07:04.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rite...</title><content type='html'>Yeah okay so I had nothing better to do so I think I'll just blog abit. Waiting for the finals to start. I hope France wins. Managed to do some Amaths. Yeah so we jammed on Friday. It was kinda cool. Well, there were some complications cause Qin couldn't find Keng blah blah. It's kinda hard when your bandmates are in different classes. We managed to play Swing Swing. Nice song. Shah volunteered to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we just lazed around, sang some nursery rhymes and Keng did some weird dance. While watching Superman Returns, Shah and me made some sort of agreement. We called it The Resolution. Qin also joined in. Well can't say it's going too well though. I think Qin already made some progress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man playing maple without 2x sucks. Oh ya you know sometimes when you're walking along the corridors in school minding your own business, and then some guy just bangs your shoulder "accidentally"? Yeah that kinda happens to me alot. What the fuck is all that gangster bullshit. I think if you did that in the States, you'll earn a bullet hole in your chest. I mean what's the point of banging someone on the shoulder. Bastard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115245762444386601?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115245762444386601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115245762444386601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115245762444386601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115245762444386601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/07/rite.html' title='Rite...'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-115012845933819010</id><published>2006-06-13T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:08:18.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Holidays"</title><content type='html'>Yeah it's that time of year again. June holidays. Well this time it wasn't that ideal holiday I was hoping for. Yep, there wasn't any chilling on the beach while looking at babes or going to town(okay it's to look at babes also). Yeah instead I think it's like I'm going to school more often. NCC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't do any homework during the hols, doesn't mean I didn't learn anything. I learned that being addicted to maple helps curb my other addictions. I learned that sitting in a car for 15 hours hurts your butt real bad. I learned that you can get washboard abs by eating bananas and papayas cause of all the keking(??) you'll be doing sooner or later. Oh ya, I also learned that selfish people shouldn't call other people selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for NCC in the morning for spec course. Yeah so it's "NEEDED" if you wanna get sergeant rank. Man it's like going to school. What kind of a holiday is this? Yeah so it's gonna like take up the whole week also because of camp. Yeah so had to cut my hair or else it's gonna be GI tomorrow. Yeah so far only went out to watch xmen which was okay cause we gotta meet some chics too. Well I guess that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone doing SS project??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-115012845933819010?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/115012845933819010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=115012845933819010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115012845933819010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/115012845933819010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/06/holidays.html' title='&quot;Holidays&quot;'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114787454882060705</id><published>2006-05-17T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T07:02:31.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you don't like it, take a long walk off the shortest pier you can find.</title><content type='html'>Okay so post-exam stuff in school is really dull. I mean it's like sitting there crapping about monks and mercedes or something like that. Out of boredom we even had to dismantle a chair. I wanna go home and watch NARUTO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so like they returned some papers already. Namely amaths, e(what does the "e" stand for??) maths, physics and mother tongue. Well so far my results are okay. Yeah but really worried about humanities. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naruto rocks. I'm hooked on it. Yeah I think it's gonna last quite a long time. Yeah I'm now at ep 77 and there's like 110 more. And they're making more and more and more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Screw you!! I'm gonna become Hokage one day and no one's gonna stop me!!" - Uzumaki Naruto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114787454882060705?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114787454882060705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114787454882060705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114787454882060705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114787454882060705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-you-dont-like-it-take-long-walk-off.html' title='if you don&apos;t like it, take a long walk off the shortest pier you can find.'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114735534487768506</id><published>2006-05-11T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T07:04:28.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go! xiaolin showdown!</title><content type='html'>Mid-years are finally over. Yeah it feels good. Yeah so today's last paper was in the hall. The air-con was good and there was a digital clock. Yeah so after the exam went to play DOTA. It's kinda like to destress. But I think Perh and his gang became more stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so played 2 matches. We owned! Haha. Was in this room with some other dudes. Yeah then they had something like a quarrel. Ya so the curses just came coming and coming. Really, I think one of them wanted to cry already. The effects games have on people... Yeah then decided it was enough and made our way back. On the way back had a little sight-seeing. Haha. Saw THE GOOD, THE BAD, THE REALLY SHORT(I'm not kidding) and THE REALLY BIG. Okay maybe I was just exaggerating on the big part. Yeah that's why I like going to town. That was another way to destress too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home didn't do much actually. Just lazed around. Went to see whether cnb had any updates. They had some so spent a little time on the site. Haha. Yeah then watched Xiaolin Showdown. Omi became a cat. What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the really long weekends are here. I think it's gonna be kinda boring. Anyone know any good animes out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114735534487768506?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114735534487768506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114735534487768506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114735534487768506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114735534487768506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/05/lets-go-xiaolin-showdown.html' title='let&apos;s go! xiaolin showdown!'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114675068567437896</id><published>2006-05-04T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T02:02:21.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cnb, wall wart and garrett's little pics. haha.</title><content type='html'>Mid year started 3 days ago. There's just like 4 days left. Yeah 4 more days. Okay I think all the papers so far couldn't compare to today's Physics one. I mean it made wanna piss just after a few questions. Yeah then for that two and half hours it was really painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the paper I didn't wanna talk about anything that had to do with Physics. Maths was okay, I guess. Just those FRUSTRATING CARELESS MISTAKES (cube root of 64 is 8). ARGH!!!! Tomorrow's Mother Tongue. Yeah I don't think there's anything much to study for it. I could be wrong though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so just a few more days to go and its one helluva long weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114675068567437896?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114675068567437896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114675068567437896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114675068567437896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114675068567437896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/05/cnb-wall-wart-and-garretts-little-pics.html' title='cnb, wall wart and garrett&apos;s little pics. haha.'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114613995508406828</id><published>2006-04-27T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:23:36.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wazup!!</title><content type='html'>I HATE GEOG! I FISHING HATE GEOG! You know there's a reason why our ears are always open. That's cause we can always hear stuff. It doesn't matter if I'm looking at a book, the ceiling or some hot babe. I'LL STILL BE ABLE TO HEAR WHAT THE FISH YOU'RE SAYING. Okay maybe if I do look at a hot babe my hearing'll be temporarily shut off and some cheesy music will be playing in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is taking it's toll. I really didn't want to wake up yesterday after the extra history lesson. Yeah so I could have slept from 7 to the next day. But at least after studying I can like go to the computer and chill while watching Scary Movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no way to score high for humanities. I mean it's like... ARGH!!! Okay it's just really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a really good laugh. I mean a really good one. Or maybe some pot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114613995508406828?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114613995508406828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114613995508406828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114613995508406828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114613995508406828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/04/wazup.html' title='wazup!!'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114528618828287151</id><published>2006-04-17T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T09:03:39.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it</title><content type='html'>It's Monday. School was okay I guess. Yeah I think it's mainly us slacking off. Had no malay. Stoned outside class. Talked about some stuff. Free period during English. Did some Chem. Couldn't break our Monday Pizza Hut Tradition so we went ahead to Pizza Hut even though there's Geog remedial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't get anything about rivers. How come it's like sometimes she's talking about rivers and then it suddenly transforms into maps? Yeah maybe it's cause I was using the pc during the remedial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got kicked out of POP. Didn't know who said, "Who ask you never come?". I bet it was one of the seniors. Well my report card that doesn't wanna have any RED marks told me not to. So that's kinda why I had to go for tuition on Saturday and couldn't make it for the rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to this guy on ARES. Yeah he kinda told me there's the new Taking Back Sunday album. Yeah so I went ahead and downloaded the whole album. I'm addicted to Make Damn Sure. Been watching Fullmetal Alchemist. It's like to compensate for Bleach which is having new episodes each week. So I gotta wait till Thursday to watch the new ep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched SAW II. Damn it. That guy's still not dead. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My inarticulate store bought hangover hobby kit&lt;br /&gt;In time, it says, "You, oh, you are so cool."&lt;br /&gt;It says, "The shade across the bed, you are red, violent red."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114528618828287151?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114528618828287151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114528618828287151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114528618828287151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114528618828287151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-it.html' title='this is it'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114459548904384154</id><published>2006-04-09T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T04:23:14.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick At space camp</title><content type='html'>Went for NCC on Friday and it's kinda been a long time since I went for training. 5 weeks maybe. Okay so maybe NCC can be fun sometimes. Learnt about field combat or something and we gotta do practical. The squad died 4 times. I lost my right butt cheek. Not really of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends were pretty dull. Nothing much to do. I think I need to get a social life. Playing dota really makes time go by fast. I mean it's like you start at 3 and the next time you look at the clock it's 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched SAW just now. Okay the story was really good. And abit gory. And that dude that kept the two guys there was really sick in the head. I guess it's a little comforting knowing he'll die sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenged Sevenfold looks cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114459548904384154?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114459548904384154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114459548904384154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114459548904384154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114459548904384154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/04/homesick-at-space-camp.html' title='Homesick At space camp'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114424544081862189</id><published>2006-04-05T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:25:57.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.O.P Goes the weasel</title><content type='html'>Okay it's like April now. That's like one month left till the exams. Yeah that's really fast. Yeah so anyway there's this thing called the Language Fest going on in the school. Yeah it's kinda fun especially the second day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway went for IMT shoot on Tuesday. I getta skip the Chem test! ("woohoo!!", as if there's no tomorrow). Yeah well anyway I didn't have a uniform so like I gotta borrow one from the NCC room. Yeah so I was like wearing some big blown up uniform. And the boots hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed the first round. The officer there asked me if it was cause of my hair. Yeah so like there were 10 of us who had to retake the thing. I got marksmen for the reshoot. Daryl was like, "How the hell did you fail the first one?". After the thing I went to "trim" my hair. Yeah so like now I can see all clear and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went for pop. No this isn't a joke. Really. Yeah I was like really blur and stuff. Yeah then it rained. I hoped to see something but well it didn't happen. Yeah so this that and that this and maybe a little bit of this and somemore of that and the whole thing was over. Went home and yeah didn't do much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shuffle's dead. It can't sing anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114424544081862189?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114424544081862189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114424544081862189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114424544081862189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114424544081862189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/04/pop-goes-weasel.html' title='P.O.P Goes the weasel'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114303884430020282</id><published>2006-03-22T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T06:47:28.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fads</title><content type='html'>School started and it's really not that good. Timetable changed and so pe's on Monday. Was really glad that there was a new pe teacher. Yeah and I was like hoping he'd let us play some games. Well, thing is he's a dance instructor and we gotta learn how to dance for pe from now on. I can't dance. I'm an uncoordinated dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework's pilling up pretty bad. I'm way in over my head with geography and I don't get what's going on in Chem at all. Yeah so instead of catching on sleep during chapel I went to catch up on Chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald asked me to check out this video documentary on How To Be: Emo. I laughed my ass off. Yeah so being emo plainly means that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you gotta have absolutely no self confidence&lt;br /&gt;- getting too over emotional about little things&lt;br /&gt;- dyeing your hair black&lt;br /&gt;- being unhappy all the time&lt;br /&gt;- wearing black framed glasses&lt;br /&gt;- wearing tight clothing&lt;br /&gt;- Writing poetry and stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;- being vegan&lt;br /&gt;- hating studio-quality cds&lt;br /&gt;- and making out with guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yeah all of em including the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never said I'd take this lying down but I've crawled home from worse than this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114303884430020282?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114303884430020282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114303884430020282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114303884430020282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114303884430020282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/03/fads.html' title='fads'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114260861318187250</id><published>2006-03-17T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:25:06.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>five words or less</title><content type='html'>So maybe the holidays weren't as hectic as I thought. It's probably cause I'm not doing any homework and wasting the hours away watching tv or doing something else. I tried doing the comprehension thing. Well, I haven't even completed a single question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the ASG thing on Wednesday was enjoyable. Ice-skating, something new I guess. Well it's different from always watching movies and stuff. Yeah met in the school canteen for some surprise or something. It was a cake. A chocolate cake. Okay so maybe I can't eat cake that well and that's why the area around my mouth was covered in choc. It kinda reminds me of Harold And Kumar Go To White Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all the way to Jurong East. Yeah, Jurong East. Well, the place was really crowded. Oh ya before that TG bought me and Shah presents. Guess what, they were boxers. Not just any boxers, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS boxers. Yeah it has a hole in the crotch region. Wonder why it's like that? Convenience I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ice-skating was quite scary. Maybe cause I'm a noob. Yeah everyone were also noobs except Shah. He could do all those spins and stuff. Helped jac and sinyi. Yeah I was kinda trying to avoid all those metal thingys the one the little kids were using. It's cause alot of people were falling because they like stumbled onto the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah after that had lunch/dinner and then took some pics. Which outing would be complete without pics? Yeah me and shah suddenly had something yellow on. After that we all went home. My feet were really sore and my ankles ached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm fifteen. "Yay!" But I still can't do anything shall we say "cool"? Like drive?(unlike the teens in the U.S.) , drink?(okay maybe there's nothing "cool" about this but still..) Watch NC16 movies? Well, actually I already watched some of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make my heart start beating faster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114260861318187250?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114260861318187250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114260861318187250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114260861318187250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114260861318187250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/03/five-words-or-less.html' title='five words or less'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114208841238410980</id><published>2006-03-11T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:37:37.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>niki fm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had learning journey to botanical gardens and also jogathon yesterday. Yeah so before going off from school, we took like photos of the ol' 2 Faith and 3 Grace. Then TG (what does it stand for again??) went to where I was sitting peacefully and yeah they sang a birthday song. After the song, I really thought it was over but they took out the poppers (I dunno what they're called) and popped them?? Yeah that was something fun to start the day with. Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there was any learning going on during the learning journey. Furthermore, "the amazing race" maybe was kinda dead. At least we gotta slack around and not do anything. Met alot of those kindergarten or maybe nursery kids. They're all like so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pizza hut to have lunch with ASG. Yeah then we went to macritchie "kinda" late (it was by half an hour). Okay pasta and all that doesn't do you justice if you have to run right after it. Couldn't keep up with shah and keng so I lagged behind. At least I got a two-digit number unlike the last two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't get why they moved us from the grassy area to the road to present the prize presentation. The whole event ended at about 6.30. Left for home on a bus and yeah I was confused on which bus to take. Yeah reached home and slept. My mom tried talking to me but I think I was like mumbling in my sleep. Woke up at 11 to watch Samurai 7 and have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had tuition. Yeah had a good time talking to my tuition friends. I think we just joked around and left all the work till last min to do. Yeah then I just walked around J8 to look for some stuff. Couldn't really find what I was looking for but I found this instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/dvd10.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/320/dvd10.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6495/756/1600/dvd10.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I bought the vcd and wasted Saturday away watching all the episodes. School holidays have started but I think it's gonna be one hectic week. At least there's the ASG thingy on wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on my wrist says, "Do not open before Christmas..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114208841238410980?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114208841238410980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114208841238410980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114208841238410980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114208841238410980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/03/niki-fm.html' title='niki fm'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114191175458707038</id><published>2006-03-09T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T06:04:22.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you talk you better walk you better back your shit up</title><content type='html'>Today was maybe the last school day of the term cause tomorrow there's jogathon and all. So probably the result slips were gonna be returned. In the morning we finally had pe. Was having some fun playing soccer against ourselves. It was short lived cause Agape came. Just so you know this is just a pe soccer game. Not the S-league or even an inter-class competition. SO WHY THE HELL ARE THEY TAKING THIS SO SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might have expected we got trashed. 4 to 1. Come on what's all this pushing and shoving? Well at least Shah managed to score. I was accused by this guy called Eugene or whoever(I'm not gonna bother about his name) of using my hands. Okay so the hands are kinda far from my cheek which was the one that actually hit the ball. So I explained that concept to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? He asked me why I was staring at him. Err, in case you didn't know, when you talk to people you kinda have to look at them. I don't get all this acting like a gangster crap. So what if I stare at you? I'll give you permission to gouge my eyes out with your thumbs if you have the balls for it. And, FYI I don't stare at guys. Unless you're a really hot chic and I mean really hot sutff than I'll stare at you. Other than that don't flatter yourself Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got back my result slip. I think I got like a C6 average for all my subjects. Yeah and as expected I'm number 38 on the Grace 40 list. I was disappointed( who wouldn't be). But what pricks my ass the most was the sneering. Yep it had to be the sneering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home slept and then gave my slip to my parents and told them my class position. I really hate talks with my parents. There's no way I can win in a debate against them. I think they can actually read minds. There's just no other explanation how they know when you're lying or when you're trying to hide something from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow's jogathon and well I don't get why it can't be like in the morning and how come we must have the learning journey thing on the same day. Yeah well I'm turning fifteen in 3 days and well I really have no mood to do anything special or any thing that you're supposed to do on a birthday. Like say cakes and singing the song. But don't get me wrong I still want the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just for the record,&lt;br /&gt;The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:&lt;br /&gt;A. Indifference or&lt;br /&gt;B. Disinterest in what the critics say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114191175458707038?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114191175458707038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114191175458707038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114191175458707038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114191175458707038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/03/if-you-talk-you-better-walk-you-better.html' title='if you talk you better walk you better back your shit up'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114139631969380461</id><published>2006-03-03T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T06:55:47.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna get the frozen throne! sit on it! and get my bum all numb!</title><content type='html'>Thursday went to watch the movie, I Not Stupid Too. Didn't have pe in the morning but at least we got to slack around in class. Had the assembly thing again. Went out of school around 11.30 and went to Lido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't been to Lido before. No, this is not a joke. Yeah the place looked good. Yeah then there were this posters of all those upcoming movies. Really wanna watch Date Movie. It looks hilarious. Went in around one plus. Me, Shah, Qin and Miko came up with a plan to buy the snacks after everyone got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was working perfectly. Thought we were gonna get busted when we ran into this teacher buying something from mac as well. Surprisingly he let us be and said to get into the cinema after getting what we wanted. But, our good hopes were dashed by Mr Tan Bak Seng(I'm not sure how you spell it) who said that it was rude that we defied his orders when he chased us from another shop. He also said it was rude that we came to another shop after that. Well, if I knew what he was talking about I MIGHT have been sorry. We went into the cinema after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was something of a bad thing good thing thing. I mean it's kinda funny but I think it kinda exaggerates some stuff. For example just cause of public caning the incident went into newspapers and stuff. And also the last part where that dude fought against some USA guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that ASG wanted to watch Final Destination 3. Okay, cinema people are really efficient in what they do and there's no way you can crack them up. Unable to watch the show we went to eat instead. Yeah then on the way to Cineleisure there these 3 Jap girls. Ahem. Yeah and well, we(as in the guys) turned around to go this "shop" that was kinda located behind us. Nope, we weren't stalking nor following them. It was just a coincidence that they went the way we were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway, in Cineleisure went to find Frozen Throne. It was sold out. No surprise there. Yeah after that we went home. Reached home around 6 plus and then I went to sleep till it was like 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was like every other Friday. Had free periods for English. Shah, Miko and I decided to go play LAN with Yan and Keng after school. Shah then decided to go for NP instead. Yeah to go play LAN with them I had to skip NCC. I felt REALLy guilty(who am I trying to kid?) for not going for NCC. Yeah so went to Dhoby Gaut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and they said that we can't be in school uniform. Zi Keng went to buy us some second hand t-shirts and well that solved the problem. Yeah so we went to Head Quaters to play Dota. Didn't know how fun Dota was till then. Yeah we left around 5.30 and then headed for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna play LAN again with Shah and Miko. We're playing against Perh, Mono(Eugene) and Joseph. I wanna try owning some time. I bet it feels good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mortar! Combat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your hospital bed was no accident. It was a therapeutic chain of events.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114139631969380461?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114139631969380461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114139631969380461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114139631969380461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114139631969380461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-wanna-get-frozen-throne-sit-on-it.html' title='i wanna get the frozen throne! sit on it! and get my bum all numb!'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114070668252938326</id><published>2006-02-23T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T06:27:59.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Haircuts, Battered Noses, Anime and Funky Monkeys</title><content type='html'>On Monday, I went and got myself a haircut. Maybe the intention was there but well asking the barber not to cut my fringe and not telling him clearly what I wanted was one of my worst ideas yet. Yeah well so now my hair's kinda disproportional and mostly weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, school was mostly mundane. Nothing new. Same old, boring story. After school went jamming but our time was cut short by certain unforseen events. Maybe it was the bad haircut, maybe it was dusty storeroom but I suddenly kept on sneezing and sneezing. And sneezing. Gnizeens dna. Yeah so when I came home I was kinda totalled so went to the clinic to see what the doctor had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! Managed to get an MC so I needn't go to school on Wednesday. Yeah well I slept from about 7 to like the next morning. Wednesday was a different story. Slacked around and watched the Torino Winter Olympics. When I thought that the shops were open, I went to Comics Connection and bought the Gundam Seed Destiny Vol. 3. So I spent time watching Kira and gang and trying to learn some Japanese as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was pretty much okay. Nothing good or bad happened. I made an important decision. It was to start playing DOTA. The Journey will be difficult and many obstacles (the shop not selling Frozen Throne) may stand in the way. But through sheer determination and will, I will finally be able to play DOTA. Okay I sound abit like Ash Ketchum from Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shah and me created some sort of advertisement during English lesson. You know those type of advertisements where they show all those toys like Spiderman, Batman or whoever. Then there's this big voice that goes like, "Spiderman swings his web and captures the villains!" Yeah it sounds a little corny. Yeah so we tried making an advertisement on Funky Monkeys. I think it goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNKY MONKEY, THE LATEST ACTION FIGURE IN TOWN! (and all the kids go WOAH).FUNKY MONKEY IS ALSO THE ONLY MONKEY WHO'S FUNKY! AND ALSO A MONKEY! FUNKY MONKEY NOW COMES IN 3 MODES, NINJA FUNKY MONKEY, PIRATE FUNKY MONKEY AND HOUSEWIFE FUNKY MONKEY! NINJA FUNKY MONKEY PUNCHES THROUGH WALLS! (This is kinda where the toy punches through some walls and then shouts KAMIKAZE!!!! Yeah then all the kids acting will all go like WOAH!) PIRATE FUNKY MONKEY WALKS ON PLANKS!!! YES KIDS, PLANKS! (and all the kids go again WOAH!) AND HOUSEWIFE FUNKY MONKEY CLEANS!! (yeah and all the kids scream). GET ALL YOUR FUNKY MONKEYS AT 3 FOR THE PRICE OF 1. THAT'S RIGHT 3 FOR THE PRICE OF 1. THAT'S LIKE PAYING FOR THREE MINUS TWO! MINUS TWO... FUNKY MONKEYS NOW SOLD AT ALL DEPARTMENT STORES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah after school went to Kennerd's house to go get the Reign of Chaos cd. Went swimming after I kept losing at DOTA. Okay so swimming when you're still sick is a little bit stupid. Went to library after that to borrow Blood Canticle. Reached home started on SS notes but I decided to procastinate and hand it up on Monday instead.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well that's about it for the past four days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So let me lock a locket around your throat. I'll wear you down. I'll watch you choke. You look so good in blue. You look so good in blue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114070668252938326?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114070668252938326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114070668252938326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114070668252938326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114070668252938326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/02/bad-haircuts-battered-noses-anime-and.html' title='Bad Haircuts, Battered Noses, Anime and Funky Monkeys'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-114018653051015397</id><published>2006-02-17T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T07:59:46.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight it's it can't get much worse VS no one should ever feel like</title><content type='html'>Common tests are over and done with. Kinda glad that it's over and not too psyched about my results. I almost failed Malay. I failed Maths. Yeah it was just waiting to happen. I'm starting to hate the letter M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so after the last paper they resumed lesson. Sigh. They've gotta come up with more colorful ideas. I mean it's just cause they don't want us to go home early. After school slacked around at Zikeng's while watching Eurotrip. Found out avi files don't play on vcd players. Before that we got cornered against the toilet cause his dog was chasing us. Yeah so it's like me, qin and sheng hui all cramped into one of the cubicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didn't have ncc. Shah didn't come to school. Yeah nothing much happened in school. After school went to Miko's to watch American Pie. Yeah his indo roomate also joined in. Then, there was like this girl(quite chio la) walking past the pool and we could see her through the balcony. Didn't know who started whistling but we all joined in and managed to get her attention. Doubt that she was impressed with our whistling. Maybe a little annoyed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've found out that I get a little pissed by people who use profanities with no rhyme of reason. I mean like what's the BIG deal about saying FUCK. Fuck this, fuck that. This shit is fucked up, you know what I'm sayin'. They be all cursin' and swearin' and stuff. And I'll be pissed and shit. Somethin' liddat. Just ignore the part where I'm trying to sound hip-hop-hop-hip-hippity-hop-hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They win 50 to 7.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-114018653051015397?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/114018653051015397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=114018653051015397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114018653051015397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/114018653051015397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/02/tonight-its-it-cant-get-much-worse-vs.html' title='tonight it&apos;s it can&apos;t get much worse VS no one should ever feel like'/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-113906298132202643</id><published>2006-02-04T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T06:34:55.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn</title><content type='html'>okay school's starting to get a really scary and creepy. it's scary cause of all the tests and stuff. i got a 4 for my amaths dude. a 4!! yeah that kinda screws things up abit. then there's the humanities : geog, social studs, history. i'm probably gonna fail the 5 question paper on geog. and yeah also the one that's coming on monday. as for ss and history i don't think the teacher's speaking in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the floor near my table got barfed on. it's kinda disgusting and i think my stomach turned a little. well at least none got on my stuff. now that would really be sick. was thinking whether i should play dota. it looks fun and all but i gotta like spend the money i saved up to get the disc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to hellogoodbye. they sound really good. i like the lyrics cause it's kinda funny. yeah then the keyboards are like a little techno. also into panic! ath the disco. i like they're song titled lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off. yeah the way the song goes is really smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got animax on the scv and i think i've managed to learn a little bit of japanese after watching all those anime. just watched the final ep of samurai 7. it's a spoiler since the one on arts central is like on ep 10 or 12. yeah anyway the ending kinda sucked cause like 4 of them died. but the way they died was cool. better get started on maths and the hp thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;will you dance to the beat&lt;br /&gt;and hold a lover close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-113906298132202643?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/113906298132202643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=113906298132202643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and it's irvin or mitchell. jammed on thursday to like audition them. still dunno who to pick. so who'd you guys pick to sing? well anyway i didn't know wake me up when september ends was a really nice although a little sappy song. by the way changed our name to the stoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday had cny celebrations. well the class "party" was okay. i just liked the chips and coke. yeah.. they were good. wasn't for the weird number game though. that game messed my mind up pretty good. what the party needed was some music and a helluva lot of dancing. yeah that's a real party right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the concert was okay. didn't really pay much attention. was sitting beside kenny and well i asked him for a book so that i could read. guess what he had one and a good one too. yea it was about magicians, warriors that kinda stuff. yeah so that kept me from sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to pizza hut. well my pizza got smacked with chilli paper things. but the thing is it wasn't hot. it was just irritating. i mean those chilli paper things really taste like paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah after that shah and the girls left. went to watch cheaper by the dozen 2 with gerald, zikeng and twenty cents aka youqin. called him twenty cents cause he really looked like some hip-hop rapper dude with his adidas jacket. the time sucked so we went to cineleisure. there the time sucked even more. but in the end we decided to take the 5.25 slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well anyway when we were like going to cineleisure, on the train there were these two chics. yeah one was like in a chij uniform. ya then i told qin that the friend was quite chio. ya then qin say the girl in the uniform more chio. well i still thought that her friend was more chio. anyway they were like on the same train with us. ya then when we went to cineleisure they were also there. and then when we were queueing to buy the ticks they were also there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the freaky thing is that they watched the same movie with us. yeah if we hadn't wanted to seat further behind, we would have managed to seat with them. man what a waste. yeah so while waiting for the movie we were like stoning at starbucks and doing some window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the movie was great and the best thing was that there was a toilet right there in the cinema. talk about convenience. yeah so after the movie had a few complications and that delayed our going home time abit. ya so reached home at about 8 and guess what my mom ordered pizza for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're so guilty it's disgusting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-113845050004418781?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21333663.post-113791871278653613</id><published>2006-01-22T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:15:25.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I like changed the skin again. Don't really know why alot of those nice skins are like for girls. Yeah anyway on Friday had ncc. Being a corporal kicks ass. Well if you're a corporal in logs that is. Yeah so like all I have to do is slack. And there are like so many stuff to play with- water guns, toy guns, megaphones even some soldier action figures. Yeah and like you can go drink and stuff. Well actually you can't. Shenghui got pumped for drinking. But other than that its quite fun. And when it gets boring we can like go out and play games with the others. And the best thing is there's NO pt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21333663-113791871278653613?l=-shibby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/feeds/113791871278653613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21333663&amp;postID=113791871278653613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/113791871278653613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21333663/posts/default/113791871278653613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-shibby.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok-i-like-changed-skin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Irfan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17195440775855816925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T7FouejFIn0/SxHpYDH3oNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/s_6sPvLdhWo/S220/blogphoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
